Bounty Hunter

F O U R

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When I imagined my dream job, it didn't involve Cole Vulking. The biggest jerk I know! But here I was, with Cole, stalking an unsuspecting criminal. What could go wrong!

"Shut up!" Cole hissed. We crouch outside of a rusty shed waiting for 'Mr. Joe Vannucci' to swing by to make a drug deal.

Mr. Joe Vannucci is a well-known drug dealer in this area. Cole also got a text from his 'connection' telling him that Vannucci would be coming here today.

Over the past week Cole and I had come up with a plan to prove to the community that we'd be valuable law enforcement. Throughout the week during every math class Cole and I have met behind the gym to discuss our game plan.
Cole had suggested that we could prove ourselves by bringing in the biggest drug dealer in town, 'Joe Vannucci', but he prefers Mr Vannucci. Rumour says he sawed a friend's finger off for calling him Joe. Mr Vannucci skipped bail a couple of weeks ago and the police have put a warrant out but have not yet located him. 

"Don't tell me to shut up! I'm the hero, you're the side kick! I'm in charge" I grunt punching his arm lightly.

"I'm not the si-" I interrupt him.

I hiss "Shh! Look." Pointing to a nearing car. His body stiffens, ready for action.

I feel my adrenaline pumping through my body. My heartbeat pounds in my ears. I am shaking uncontrollably. But I know that I need to keep my composure, I have to do this. For myself, my town... and my mum.

- click!

Cole snapped me back to reality with a familiar clicking sound. I look over his shoulder and see a gun in his right hand. "Oh my god! Are you crazy?" I whisper "Do you even know how to use that!?"

He smirks. "Yeah, I play COD." He says coolly.

"I mean in the real world, genius." I roll my eyes, sarcasm dripping from my words.

He shrugged. "A few times."

Before I could ask when he'd used a gun I was quickly shushed as a blacked out SUV approached. We watch closely as Mr. Joe Vannucci walks around his vehicle and opens the passenger door. He looked to his left and right and then pulls out a black suitcase.

Oh,That didn't look suspicious at all!  

A man approaches Mr. Vannucci, he greets hi and then hands him some cash.

I clear my throat, I realise the next part of the plan will unfold. I feel anxiety rattle my body as I stand up from my crouched position. 

"Go." Cole whispers. I nod and shift out from behind the shed. I walk over to the two men as confidently as I can. I try to force the friendliest smile I can possibly muster.

As I approach them they jump. Probably not expecting a teenage girl to be all the way out here. "Hey fellas" I greet them. All I get is one very confused look, and an aggressive frown. 

"Who the f*ck are you!?" Mr. Vannucci demands.

I was now face-to-face with one of the most notorious criminals in town. Joe Vannucci is a burly Italian man, he has thick black eyebrows and a deep scar on his left cheekbone.

"Uh- uh, um..." I was caught by surprise. Damn I really need to come up with a name!

"Kitty." I blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. 

"Kitty?" The other guy questions.

"Mhm." I nod calmly, but my insides are turning.

Mr.  Vannucci paces towards me and leans in close. He's a very intense man. He's stocky and covered in tattoos, his black hair appears thin "Kitty, I suggest that you f*ck off before I blow your brains out." He threatens me with a bone chilling smile. 

Before I could respond Cole jumps out from behind the shed and points his gun in Mr. Vannucci's direction. As soon as the other guy had seen the weapon he runs with the suitcase in his hand. 

Immediately the drug dealer mirrors Cole. Pointing his handgun directly at Cole's skull with a very intimidating expression. He grabs me as a human shield/hostage.

I try my best to squirm free but his muscles tense tighter around my body.

My eyes widen and I panic as Vannucci puts his cold gun to my temple. I  freeze for a second in fear. "Tamson don't you worry, I've got this." Cole tells me, trying to calm me. Which doesn't help much, my heartbeat pounds against my chest. My hands and many other unpleasant places begin to sweat profusely. 

"Eh? Tamson? I thought your name was Kitty?" Vannucci whispers in my ear. His voice gives me cold shivers down my spine. 

I panic; I don't want this freak to know anything about me. I have to get out of his grip. What do I do? I need to come up with something.

Randomly I gasp "Your fly's undone."

"What?" He breaks his concentration for a second and glances at his zipper.

Vannucci looks down at his pants long enough that Cole has just enough time to shoot the drug dealer in the leg. The sound of the gun made me jump and Mr Vannucci falls to his knees. I hesitate for a second in shock.
"Earth to Kitty" Cole snaps me out of my state.
I belly flop my body on top of the criminal and pin him to the ground. "ugh!" Vannucci groans in pain. "Geta offa me you stupid wench."

Cole runs over to help me arrest him. "What the f*ck were you thinking shooting him!?" I exclaim exasperatedly. "Are you crazy? You've only ever used that thing s few times! You could have killed me!".

"But I didn't" He grins.

I tighten the hand cuffs around Vannucci's wrists. (The handcuffs I had stolen from my uncle) Cole begins the 'legal' statement. "You have the right to remain f*cking silent." He growls and drags the indignant man to the ute. 

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